God said:

Yes, I hear your moans and groans. Sometimes it seems that you major in moans and groans. And sometimes you face yourself squarely and say:
 
“Beloved God of Glory, to think that You notice us and pay great attention to us. To think that You love us, really love us, as we are, and that You love through thick and thin. Why are we not overjoyed? This is the biggest mystery in life, not that You love us, but that we are not the most joyous people in all the world. How can it be that all of us on Earth are not happy and pouring out gratitude for this blessing of life You have bestowed upon us.

"Instead we are grumpy, and we find fault with You and how You have put the Universe together. We are imperious, God. We correct You. We dare to tell You how You really ought to have set up the Universe. Are we an ungrateful bunch, God?”

Beloveds, I do not think either grateful or ungrateful. A baby is a baby. Understand this: You, all of you, just as you are, bring out the love in Me as naturally as the sun rises from the East. There is nothing difficult about My loving you. My love for you belongs to you. You are growing up. You are not growing down. As you live in life, you learn to respect and accept life as it is, and you plant flowers. You are putting aside your ignorance, and you grow toward the Sun.

God said:

Consider that everything that happens is okay. It’s okay. It’s perfectly okay, and you’re okay. The world revolves, and the world resolves. You don’t change the world by wresting others from their perception of the world.

Dear One, you have to come to the place where it is okay for life and the people mingled in your life to be the way they are. No one has to be your favorite flavor of Life on Earth. Anyone can be against blueberry pie or anything whatsoever he happens to be against, and he can be for anything he wants to be for whether you like it or not. You can’t very well disallow another from the freedom you so desire. This is acceptance. Acceptance may seem to be out of your reach.

What is the argument? Are you feeling that only you can be the decider of what another's views on life are supposed to be? If someone seems impossible to you, well, then, something in you has to allow him his privilege to think as he likes to think, to even be obnoxious, even to perceive you as difficult if that's how he sees it. You have no more right to infringe on another's view than he has the right to infringe on yours.

When you are dealing with people who drive you up a wall, remember it is your difficulty you are dealing with. Your distress comes from you and not from the other person who has innocently or deliberately triggered something within you.

God said:

One purpose of your life must be for delving into this mystery called life.

You can know that your purpose in life is to serve Me which is the same as to serve the Universe and everyone in it. One purpose may seem grander than another, yet that is not the way I see it. Purpose is purpose. The little boy who put his finger in the dike in Holland had a purpose. His purpose was to keep a flood at bay.

In the world, a purpose holds a certain weight, and another purpose is less and another greater, yet this is not how I see it. Every purpose is great. You are worthwhile. I say it again: You are worthwhile. YOU ARE WORTHWHILE.

What was that fable about the lion who was great and a rat who was small, and, yet, when the great lion had been caught in a trap, the rat chewed the rope that had kept the lion captured, and so it was the rat who set the mighty lion free. Every purpose is great, and every event is great, from the biggest to the smallest, no matter how the world sees it.

You serve no matter what the cost. I bring this up because I would like to suggest that you don't have to associate cost with service. Why? Dear Ones, why include the concept of cost with the service you give to the Universe? Neither pain nor suffering create exalted service.

Yes, of course, pain itself may serve a purpose, yet pain does not serve better than freedom from pain. Pain is not necessary to make your service noble. You can be a saint without pain. Have the idea that you don't, absolutely don't need pain of any kind.

God said:

It is not for you to remonstrate against another because he knows less than you do. He may well have not been smart enough or well-intentioned enough to bless you and, therefore, the world. Yet this does not make you holy either. What is the good of being right when there is havoc in your heart, or hardness in your heart where warm palpable love belongs?

What justifies you to be less than you really are either? What justifies you to return ignorance for ignorance? Who are you exactly to return hurt for hurt? You, too, can offer kindness rather than righteousness. You can love Me, and love your neighbor. Love yourself, Love Me, and love your neighbor.

If you don’t love being offended, then stop being offended. Some poor fool wasn’t thinking of what he was really doing. He thought he was right in not considering how his words or actions or inactions would affect you and would affect him. What did he think he was proving by his unkindness or even ruthlessness? What are you proving when retaliation burns in your heart?

“He can’t do this to me. He has no right.” That’s just how the offender is thinking. You meant no harm to him. You were innocent. Now he is defending his lack of thoughtfulness, and you, My beloved, may be catching right up to him.

You are thinking: “How dare he treat me like this? I am a good person. No one has the right to treat me this way.”

God said:

I have heard you say that you feel subtle resistance to Me. You feel you have come so close, yet you are still beyond the veil. Or, perhaps, you have felt always quite staunch resistance to Me rather than subtle resistance.

In either case, the last thread of your resistance has to go. It may be a thin thread, or it may be a thick thread. Nevertheless, just one more thread to go.

How can anyone be away from Me to the slightest degree? It is unthinkable. No matter how adamantly anyone is away from Me, it can only be by a thread of perception. The biggest resisters of God want Me so much. They really say:

“For Heaven’s sake, let me know You, God. Show me that You are here, and then I will admit You to my heart. I crave You most of all. I cannot bear any more disappointment in my life. I storm, hoping you will show Yourself to me and prove me wrong in my disbelief. I will be your greatest Supporter when You present Yourself to me and rise in my heart. Show me without doubt that You ARE. Then I can unqualifiedly be a Believer in You. This is what I want. Something in me has to insist that I not be mistaken. Is it You, God, in me that insists that You Yourself come forth?”